"live from new york it's saturday nite!" (scratched 4x) [uneek] Ayo kid for years i've...
I am stretched on your grave And will lie there forever With your hands held...
Yeah! Drum solo.. drum solo! Phil Rott! Ladies and gentlemen.. Mr Phil Rott Alright here's...
We lie face down in pale solitude. To save face, we pulled our walls in...
She can turn a room round on a dime Part a crowd like the red...
As though you were born As though you were born...
Everybody seems to know when he's around He lifts me...
You could flap you wings a thousand miles away Butterfly...
Your face so pale Your face so pale Hasn't see...
I wander lonely streets I wander lonely streets Behind where...
Hey my friend are we gonna make it till Monday?...
6 o'clock i'm wasted She is in my bones [this]...
I must be feeling low I must be feeling low...
Drink the water to ease my pain Nights like these...
This darkness cooled my light We move to different sides...